“Well, you are a VERY heavy sleeper, and well, me and Mikes were bored, so we decided to prank you, you heavy-sleeping wimp” Frankie said playfully and punched Gerard lightly on the shoulder, but Gerard’s grin faded in a flash after hearing the word “wimp”. He felt like someone had sliced through his heart, cut it open and left it an open wound. A feeling he’d hoped wouldn’t return. All the nasty comments and sniggers and the bullying flashed through his mind once again. He’d thought he’d let go of them forever. Frankie saw something was wrong and put a hand on Gerard shoulder, looking very worried.

“Gerard? Gee what’s wrong?” Frankie asked with concern.

“Erm, nno-nothing, I just n-need to go upstairs, be right back. “rushed Gerard as he dashed up the stairs and into the bathroom.